Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mali and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Monks to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
a-ha,
LL Cool J,
The Beau Brummels,
Bootsy Collins,
Boz Scaggs,
Panda Bear,
The Residents,
Q and Not U,
Mad Mike,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultravox,
Nils Olav,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Sheep,
Erykah Badu,
David McCallum,
Ronnie Foster,
Kerri Chandler,
Flamin' Groovies,
Girls At Our Best!,
Clear Light,
The Buckinghams,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultimate Spinach,
Au Pairs,
Robert Wyatt,
Parry Music,
Absolute Body Control,
the Germs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Spoonie Gee,
Wire,
Groovy Waters,
Archie Shepp,
Susan Cadogan,
Fear,
Sex Pistols,
Niagra,
10cc,
Faust,
Alphaville,
Easy Going,
Aural Exciters,
Liliput,
Prince Buster,
Alton Ellis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rufus Thomas,
Al Stewart,
Crispian St. Peters,
Letta Mbulu,
the Normal,
John Lydon,
Andrew Hill,
Electric Prunes,
K-Klass,
The Offenders,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.